Accept all that I have to give to you everything that I am.

To you the Healer of healers, I give you everything within me.

Accept it use it, for your Glory Heal me of everything evil.

For you are the Miracle-Maker, the Lover of my Soul too.

I fall upon my Face, asking for your Forgiveness and Love.

So heal me of all of this here wickness deep within me Lord.

Use me to reach out to those whom feel undeemable by you.

So that they shall realize that you are the Saver of the Lost.

That you save those that are Lost and those that are Broken.

I often wish I were a gentler man,
pruning flowers from thorns
in the garden of words;

but what a small nuisance
as clouds eat the days
undulating cathedral
of red and blue sky

I devour my life to the bone,
is enough to not covet
much more than the dawn child of sunset.